The one that survived in that jar emerged yesterday, a perfect female butterfly! I think this "cat" really had nine lives. There were so many times I thought she was dying. I've never seen a caterpillar look like that and live. And then her survival as a butterfly was incredible too! I had left her hanging from her jar lid where she pupated, just as a precaution to keep her away from all the others. I didn't check on the chrysalises the night before she emerged because I was in bed with a nasty stomach bug, so I didn't know she was about to emerge. When she emerged, she fell into the glass jar, and there was nothing in there for her to climb to be able to hang (since I was sick and not expecting her arrival). My husband (who was home from work taking care of the three of us with the stomach bug) happened to notice her on the floor of the jar and lifted her to safety in time for her wings to expand normally. I am so grateful to him! I don't know how he happened to look at that jar at just the right time.
We named her "Miracle" and released her today in a beautiful garden filled with flowers and milkweed. Here are photos of her on my hand yesterday and having her first meal in the garden today.